Something felt off.
Hitting a person and hitting a sandbag produced different sensations.
After just a few moves, Wang Yunxiao realized the guy in front of him, who looked exactly like himself, wasn't real—just some sort of illusion.
Or, more precisely, it was a version of himself conjured up by his own mind.
When people imagine themselves, they subconsciously add a beautifying filter.
The truth is, the reflection you see in the mirror and the way others see you are not the same.
Similarly, the sound of your voice as you hear it and as others hear it coming from your mouth are different.
If it were a one-to-one copy, it wouldn't be possible to predict one's own actions with every move.
Since it was an illusion, how was he to break it?
This certainly wasn't the effect of physical toxins or a curse, because his current gear itself had the ability to filter toxins and resist curses.
